Too Silly To Fool With

Verse 1

She drifts in wearing borrowed words like silk,

Name-dropping stars like cheap confetti on the floor.

Porcelain laugh, paper crown tilted still,

High heels tapping on a hollow corridor.

Pre-Chorus

Not the bright kind of silly that spins a room to light,

It’s the heavy, high-gloss kind that turns my day to night.

Chorus

You’re too silly to fool with,

All posture, all pretense, all show.

I won’t be your mirror, your witness;

I’m stepping out before the curtain falls slow.

Not the joke kind of silly—this is endless, airless spin.

I’m not having anything to do with you—

You’re too silly to fool with.

Verse 2

Curated chaos in a clattering glass,

Quoting poets you never read.

Rented spotlight, recycled mask,

Every sentence posing overhead.

Pre-Chorus

I searched for the person behind the powdered plume,

But every doorway opened on another dressing room.

Chorus

You’re too silly to fool with,

All posture, all pretense, all show.

I won’t be your mirror, your witness;

I’m stepping out before the curtain falls slow.

Not the joke kind of silly—this is weary, weightless spin.

I’m not having anything to do with you—

You’re too silly to fool with.

Bridge

Keep your cardboard castle, velvet-rope parade,

That carousel of clever lines that never learn my name.

I won’t audition for your storms, won’t understudy blame;

My silence is a boundary, and I’m walking off the stage.

Outro

No encore, no afterparty, no second look.

Close the cover; I’m done with this book.

I’m not having anything to do with you—

You’re too silly to fool with.